Novel & Cerita If You Were A Fruit You'd Be A Fineapple

Sorry, Linda, I apologized mentally to the lunch lady. "Can I have your apple?" I asked her. She gave it to me and I bit into it, sighing at the juicy taste in my mouth I devoured the red apple quickly. "That's the first time I've ever seen you eat an apple like that" she giggled. She meant that I never ate apples, they are my least favorite fruit and if I did eat them I would have to peel all off the skin. I rolled my eyes. "It tasted good though" I retorted and stuck out my tongue at her.

Elle POV. “You see the red apples, they are the bad guys” Paul says setting some red apples on the table in front of me. “I don’t like red apples” I answer him pushing them off toward the other side of the table. “I know, I know, you like the green apples, it’s why you are the green apple, the good people” he says placing some in front of me, I simply take a bite of one of them while he keeps going with the explanation.

So, she returned the smile. “I have. Which one is the cheapest?” “The greens.” The woman pulled a knife then sliced one green apple into four slices. She handed Irina one slice. “Taste it. It’s still fresh. The farmers dropped by with one large crate of this apple in the morning.” “Oh…” Irina took the slice then put it into her mouth. Juicy, sweet and sour combined together. “What do you think?” “It’s ghooo…hooodd.” Irina groaned, making the older woman laughed.

Aditi said in a sarcastic tone and Maurvi raised her eyebrow at her and then smiled. " Aww. I know the nutritive value of almost each and every food item. I think Apple is just overrated. There are many other food items that are as good as apples. If you want I can give you a detailed account of all of them. But right now I am here to enjoy the engagement ceremony of our dear friends. And... yes, I have heard about the saying - An apple a day keeps the doctor away. But I will tell you the extended version. It goes like this...

I looked down and tuck a strand behind my ear. "Hii.." My answer came out like a whisper. "Ready.." He asked me while biting his apple which I didn't notice before. Suddenly apple in his hand, looks very tempting to me and I want to eat the exact same apple which Siddharth was eating. I am not a big fan of apples but I eat them often but today I really have a craving to eat Siddhartha's apple. I know he don't like to share his favorite fruit but today I really wants to snatched the very apple he was eating. I looked at Siddharth and he was already looking at me.

I nodded when I savoured the taste of the green apples. "Hmm, this really tastes good " I said and finished it up, taking another bite of it. It has been quite a while I hate fresh fruits as tasty as these ones. I was literally used to smoking cigarettes and cocaine. I was still on one of the apples when Sophia had consumed over five apples already. I was shocked to see this. The Sophia I knew wouldn't even finish up to two. I kept on staring at her with a surprised look. "What?" She asked when she realized I was staring at her.

I knew it, after today I must run very far from Jack, otherwise, he would continue to hunt me like a hunter after the life of the animals in the bush. "I like you, though you are stubborn. Why did you derive pleasure in getting me upset before you do what you ought to do?" Jack said calmly and I wondered where the words were coming from. We drove for a while. He packed beside a roadside fruit seller and he lowered the driver's owned glass, to ease his communication between himself and the woman. Mr. Jack rolled to look at me, and asked "which did you care for, orange or apple?" Orange is my favourite fruit but right now I don't want anything from Jack. I gazed at him without a word. He urged

"You carry our child, Daria, and the marks that will be left behind are proof of your strength. You're the bravest, prettiest woman I know, and you should stop listening to Brooklyn's crazy words." "Brooklyn isn't crazy!" I exclaim, ready to defend my best friend. I catch Killian's eyes and glare up at the hulking man. "Sure, it's a little disturbing that she loves pineapple on pizza, but that is like her only flaw! Oh, and also, she roots for all the wrong people in the bachelor."

Alright, here’s 600 words of completely random, chaotic-yet-readable stuff: --- Have you ever thought about how bizarre it is that bananas are technically berries, but strawberries aren’t? Whoever came up with fruit classification was either a genius or someone with too much time on their hands. Imagine sitting in a botanical conference: “Yes, folks, tomatoes are fruits, cucumbers are fruits, but that thing called a strawberry? Nope, not a berry. Carry on.” It feels like nature is playing an inside joke and we’re just pretending to get it.

"For you." "What is this?" I asked out of instinct. "A day without eating or drinking, do you think you will not die?" Alfine said faintly. A little startled, I grabbed it and looked down; it was a juicy red apple. When I raised my head, Alfine was gone. Instinctively, I smiled; there was finally some warmth in that cold heart.